Sweet Home: *BEEEELLLLCH* Oof. Excuse me.

Sandro: Hahahaha. Your gut telling you that was some good eating.

Sweet Home: It sure was. However, it won’t turn out well when nature calls.

Sandro: Well, you know what they say, “what goes in, must come out”.

Sweet Home: I don’t think I can ever get used to that. I mean, it’s a fact to put it, yet…disgusting to hear.

Sandro: Well, that’s just how your body works, amigo.

Sweet Home: Hmm…*hears a notification* Huh? Sandro, did that come from you?

Sandro: Well, now that you mention it, I did feel a vibration in my behind. *gets out his phone*

Sweet Home: Eso es lo que ella dijo.

Sandro: *sees pic* ¡¿Qué?! Hey, Sweet Home. You won’t believe your eyes. Lookit. *shows pic* Some artist drew me.

Sweet Home: *looks at pic* Huh. What an interesting style. Kinda reminds me of one of those anime I’ve seen people watch.

Sandro: I gotta say, this looks pretty neat. Never thought I would get something like this. Hehehe. *BRRNT* Oh!

Sweet Home: What the-?!

Sandro: *blushes* Ahehe. Sorry. That…kinda slipped out. *stomach rumbles*

Sweet Home: You okay…?

Sandro: *stomach grumbles more as Sandro sweats a little* Oooh, my… *holds his stomach*

Sweet Home: Do you need to see a doctor?

Sandro: No…but I do need to see a man about a horse. *rushes to the bathroom*

Sweet Home: Oh…

Sandro: *in the stall* Aauugh! I knew I shouldn’t have gone overboard with the jalapeños!

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Headshot commission done by  matt-darkpaw

Sandro © Mysfurry99